Page 34 of Guiding Reason
Hyran grunted in acknowledgment and pulled his fingers free. Their eyes met when the Guardian got into position, sliding his knees between Col’s and slicking himself.
“I won’t last long. I could cum from watching you, Col.”
“You’re not supposed to cum from just that. You’re supposed to make sure I cum first, because if you don’t, I’ll have to come up with ways that’ll teach you to do better. I might even have to punish you.”
“Argh, fuck. That’s—”
“I want that cock now, Hyran,” Col said. He wasn’t always this forceful, but maybe he could be every once in a while.Definitely today. Today this feels right.
Before long, the thick tip of Hyran’s cock was pressing into Col. It was maybe too much, and maybe he should have let the Guardian stretch him more. At the same time, it was good, just right, just the kind of thing that made everything else fade to background noise.
Hyran didn’t go slow.Because I told him I want him, Col realized, sinking into the sensation as much as he could.
“You’re tight. You’re really tight.”
“More,” Col said.
And Hyran obeyed. He thrust inside Col, so hard and fast that Col gasped and jerked upright.
It wasn’t what he’d planned for, not the relaxing sex he’d wanted, because Hyran swooped in, banding an arm across Col’s chest and pressing him tightly against his sweat-slick front.No. That’s me. I’m sweaty. We both are.
Hyran tugged Col’s chin back, and with his eyes fluttering from adjusting both to the fullness and the new position, Col was powerless to Hyran’s lips sealing his. He opened, let Hyran explore before remembering he could do the same. With a tender bite, Col pulled away and whispered, “Move.”
Hyran was good at this, so good.Those thigh muscles. He’s made for this.
“I can try something if you like. I can jerk my hips fast, kinetomancer speed.”
Col reached back, ran his fingers against Hyran’s arm. “Will I get cock burn?”
Hyran chuckled. “Hasn’t happened before.”
“Do it.”
Hyran did. Col twitched, a scream getting stuck in his throat. He very nearly lost control of his bladder, that’s how good it was, strange but good.
“Col?”
Col nodded. A strand of red hair had fallen over Hyran’s shoulder and was tickling his nipple now. “Again. I think I might be able to cum from this.”
“You need touch normally?”
“Yeah. Stop distracting me. I want you to—”
And he did. Hyran seemed to have a rhythm, or he simply followed Col’s reactions. Normal enough. Guardians did that when they imprinted, Col knew that.
In short order, that and everything else he knew, or thought he knew, went overboard. He came, hard, untouched, the sensation not what he normally experienced. If anything, it was more intense, and that was scary, only in the moment, Col couldn’t think about that. He couldn’t think, period.
Hyran seemed to sense the vulnerability in this. He held Col as he whimpered and moaned through his orgasm, then let him go slack in his strong arms.
Is he letting me slide off his cock?Col’s thoughts were incoherent. He didn’t care. Hyran had him, held him, pressed him close and kissed him, his forehead and lips, cheeks, his eyes when they fell shut. There was buffering where theytouched now, and much as he tried, Col couldn’t muster the concentration to control it, to stop it.
“Was that to your satisfaction, team leader?” Hyran asked, sounding smug, so smug Col wanted to tear him down a little.
Only he didn’t have the energy. He mumbled something he wasn’t sure were really words and succumbed.
Hyran had him, bedded him first on the duvet so he could wipe the worst away before using both his speed and his Guardian strength to get Col under the covers.
When they were lying in that oval corner bed, smaller than the others in the suite, Col couldn’t help himself. He felt safe, happy even. He glanced up, and there, head on the same pillow, Hyran looked down at him, green eyes as bright and pretty as they had been during the attack, when Col should have died and hadn’t.
